Second World Book

Abandoning the power of defense and betting everything, and pushing the ultimate form concept of [cutting] to the limit, at this moment, Meihui himself is a cutting edge to cut everything.

‘From the beginning, I knew very well that the unfavorable situation I faced, then I had to inject all my will into this knife! ! ! ’

Meihui was absolutely determined that at this moment he resonated with his [Yin Tie], the blood of the sword was pointed to, the heart was directed, and the blood was burning like never before.

"Use my weakest to beat your strongest!!!" Mei Hui hysterics roared out, her body was as fast as ghosts and lightning, and even the shadow could not keep up with the speed in this state.

In the audience, everyone was shocked by Yihui's words. At this moment, Yihui's terrible momentum and courage to move forward refreshed everyone's understanding of him.

Yihui ran, and the time around seemed to slow down. The knife was pulled out little by little, pointing directly at Lin Mo, almost beyond human visual capture, too fast!

"In order to show respect to your sword! I will make an exception to use the secret sword & the tenth form -" Lin Mo held the sword in both hands, and there was a strange air rushing around, as if he was not in the whole time and space.

"Hahhhhhhhh!" When Meihui roared, the power that was squeezed out was released in an instant. The blood vessels all over the body could not withstand this pressure, bursting and blood flying in the sky.

"Not enough...I want to cross everything...nothing...just--"

At the moment when the short soldiers were about to collide, Meihui shouted inwardly, he was willing to give up everything and get sublimated again!

"Final Sword-Follow the Light!!!"

"Promise!!!" Lin Mo also split out with a sword, and the air smashed explosively, also evolved the sword move into the realm of gods.

Swords and swords struck together, capturing all the colors. The strong white light made people's eyes open. With a click, the sound of cracked fine iron rang in everyone's ears.

Snapped--!

The silent training ground sounded the sound of falling to the ground. Everyone's eyes were restored, and Yihui fell into the pool of blood, and the [yin iron] in his hand shattered into pieces, scattered everywhere.

Lin Mo turned his back to Meihui, looked down at his neckline, and was cut open by the sword.

"It's worth being happy, kid!" Lin Mo's words suddenly matured, looking back, and gave a meaningful glance at the unconscious girl Hui in the pool of blood.

It is really beyond his expectation that Meihui can do this. Even if his current strength is "limited", it is far stronger than Meihui.

What's more, Lin Mo's understanding of kendo can't be touched by mortals. You can easily create the first to tenth forms of the secret sword, and you can take a trick, and you need a genius to study it.

Because of this, Lin Mo slacked off. He is a higher level of existence. He has a God-like perspective on everything. Even the so-called tenth-step Promise is the reason he sees Meihui inspiring all potential. At that moment, the sword trick created temporarily.

"I really can't underestimate ordinary people." Lin Mo murmured secretly, and had to reflect.

Although on the bright side, he did win, but he lost the face. If Tifa and the women knew that serious themselves were hurt by people who were far from themselves, I would probably ridicule him fiercely. It should indeed be reviewed in depth.

"Winner! Lin Mo." The chairman announced, but there was a trace of regret in her eyes. In the blink of an eye, even she thought that Lin Mo was about to overturn this time, but unfortunately, it seemed to be waiting for a moment!

Seriously, Xingong Temple is very dissatisfied with Lin Mo’s performance during this time, the main reason is laziness, laziness, laziness (very important, say three times)... Such a good talent should work harder and become stronger. Isn't it a way to stifle your talents when you are idle every day?

In contrast, Yihui, subject to the power of magic, led to the existence of Yihui at the bottom, but he worked tirelessly every day. The strength shown today, even she was shocked, although she was defeated!

"Hello... is that really the F-class knight?" After the chairman announced the results of the simulated war, the students reacted and could not set the channel.

They all have such a question in their minds, if they replace Lin Mo, can they resist this knife?

Lin Moqiang, that should be the case. They are A-level knights. There are only three of the seven academies in total. This shows the rarity, but what is Yihui?

"Brother..." Seeing Meihui lying down in the pool of blood, Zhuzhu rushed down the stairs.

"A little restless, he is not in danger of life! Or, there are benefits." The chairman calmly stated that as long as he does not die, the IPS regeneration cabin can be rescued.

As soon as she heard that there was no danger to her life, Zhu Zhu was relieved. This time, she encouraged her brother to look for Lin Mo's badass. If there were three shorts and two shorts, she could not forgive herself for life.

"Thank you...you guys show mercy!" Zhu Shi turned her head and thanked Lin Mo.

"As long as he doesn't want to trouble me in the future!" Lin Mo Yangguang smiled and abused Meihui. Looking at the face of white-haired loli Zhu Shi, he would not be a killer.

Zhu Zhu Qiao Qiao blushed slightly, shook her head and assured, "I won't do it again..."

Meihui was sent to the ward, and the others were scattered, but most of them were satisfied. This time it was right. Although the whole battle, both sides only made a sword, and the victory was also decided in an instant. Yes, but that is definitely the "extreme" of the sword.

From the beginning to the end of this game, only 5 seconds of simulation battles, it can definitely be loaded into the top 100 classic matchups in colleges and universities!

"How do you feel the pressure?" The chairman looked at Lin Mo and asked with a smile, as if to say, "I still don't draw after seeing you."

"Pressure? What a joke?" Lin Mo said with a curse. "I didn't show my real strength!"

"Is it?" The chairman irreproachably lit a cigarette for himself.

"Lin Mo, are you okay?" Stellar ran and touched Lin Mo's clothes to check if he was injured.

"Stella, I'm fine, not injured." Lin Mo quickly stopped, his forehead sweating coldly, saying, Stella, where did you touch......

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